{This contains out of character, asshole Bucky so i'd beware of that}
You sit in your boyfriend, Peter Parkers bedroom with your head on his shoulder. The movie plays in the background as you fight to keep your eyes open. Peter shifts to a more comfortable position, blowing your plans of staying awake completely out of the water. You decided that you would come to Peters for a few hours, since your dad was out with Sam and you didn't want to sit in the apartment all by yourself for about 6 hours.
"Go to sleep, you look like you need it" He tells you.
"Wow Pete, always killing it with compliments." You say, mocking offence.
"No, I just know how hard the whole business with-"
"No it's fine, Peter. I have to go soon anyway" You tell him, cutting him off and changing the topic, not particularly in the mood to discuss the passing of Steve. You go to move, but Peter pushes you back down lightly.
"I'll tell you when, just stay please? i've been worried about you" He says, playing with your hair soothingly. You sigh in defeat.
"Fine" You say, letting sleep consume you. You wake up, a different movie playing. You jolt up from Peters lamp and grab whoevers phone is nearest to you. Your curfew is reasonable, 11 pm. But the time you read is nearer to 3 am.
"Peter!" You say, snapping him out of his gaze. You show him the time and a guilty look washes over his face. "Oh my God my dad's literally gonna kill me. Peter, you-you have to swing me home!" You beg him.
"Yeah, yeah that's fine" He says. He grabs something from his backpack and throws you yours over. You sling it round your back and hold onto Peters waist as he swings through the quieter streets of New York City.
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He drops you on the fire escape of your apartment outside of your room.
"If you need anything, call me okay?" He says.
"Okay I will, just go before he probably gets madder" you say, jokingly pushing him. He holds up his hands in defeat.
"I love you" He says.
"I love you too, now go!" You whisper yell. He swings off the fire escape and disappears from your sight. You sigh before heaving up your window and climbing through. You land on the floor lightly and sigh in relief. Then the light flicks on, making your heart stop.
"Are you aware of the time?" Bucky asks you. You swallow your nerves and scratch the back of your neck.
"Uh...Sorry?" You say, trying to play it off. He stands up and walks towards you.
"Sorry isn't going to cut it, you're grounded" He states. Your mouth drops open.
"What? That is so unfair!" You cry out. Bucky narrows his eyes at you.
"You wanna talk about unfair? Unfair is the fact I lost your mom when she had to give birth to some brat I never wanted to be burdened with! Unfair was me having to save you from that HYDRA lab those years ago! Unfair...Unfair is me pretending to love you" He says, venom in his voice. You can smell the alcohol off him, but as he once said himself, drunk thoughts are sober thoughts.
"Then if you never wanted me why did you save me?" You say, your voice breaking.
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